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2023-09-20 09:30 pm

Millennial Grey

Monday, I worked pretty much all day.
Practiced trombone in the afternoon.
Pulled leftover marinara from the freezer so we could have it with spaghetti and green beans and focaccia for dinner.

Jameson is still fighting off covid. I feel generally ok...my throat has been weird all week, like it feels dry and slightly sore all the time, but nothing has gotten any worse so I'm certainly still in the clear.

After dinner I did my neighborhood walk. Same route, but there's always something new to see.

Jawbones that suddenly appeared several feet from the other pile of bones that I pass on my walk.
I'm not sure if they're from the same skeleton or not, but I've never noticed them before and they were very prominent next to the sidewalk. Probably a person or animal unearthed them. Having seen the jawbone, I now suspect that it's an opossum skeleton.


At one of the neighborhood cul de sacs I saw a scraggly little head poking out from behind a parked truck.
Pulled out my phone just in time to catch a flock of wild turkeys emerging from someone's yard, snacking on the acorns on the ground.
(CLICK HERE to watch)

Back home I cleaned up then did a little more data entry because I'm behind, because of the lack of work on Sunday. I wish I could at least supplement with another job, but no one is going to hire me for just a month, and most of what I've found online seems either fake/spammy or pays so low that the time to do the work would not be worth the money.

Next year I'll have to make sure the job I'm accepting actually exists, somehow.
30 hours per week is already bad enough without being reduced even further. What bullshit.

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Tuesday I forgot to write anything here.

I got up extra-early to work, knowing that we had ordered new patio furniture and it would need to be assembled, plus I had therapy in the afternoon. Still I didn't hit 4 hours before the furniture arrived. On top of that I forgot that I'd scheduled therapy at 1:30 instead of 1pm this week, so stopped working 30 minutes earlier than I needed to. The result was haphazardly trying to help Jameson assemble furniture in the living room while taking bites of lunch, then running into the spare bedroom barely in time for therapy where I couldn't focus and felt nothing but stressed during the "relaxation" part of the session.

I felt off for the rest of the day; my throat is sore and I'm paranoid that it's covid, paranoid that it's NOT covid but something else just as bad; paranoid that I'll have covid this weekend when we're planning to go out with friends. I was in a mood when it was time to cook HelloFresh dinner, and it didn't help that one of the chicken packages was punctured and got chicken blood all over the fridge, then we had to of course throw it out, and Jameson finally canceled the HelloFresh subscription because we've received punctured/damaged meat packaging about 50% of the time lately and that's a huge food safety issue. All they need to do is put the meat in a box instead of throwing it unprotected underneath all the other ingredients + the heavy ice packs, but I guess that's out of the question for HelloFresh.

I did a crap job of dinner, overcooking the pork and green beans and applying honey butter too soon so that it melted and got all over the plate. Oh well. Jameson "there-thered" me, and it was edible.

The new patio/pool deck furniture. It's made of that recycled stuff, old yogurt containers or whatever.
We chose "Millennial Grey" of course.


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Wednesday was another early day of trying to cram in as much work as possible.

This time I at least got my four hours in before lunch.
Got to practice trombone too. I recently scored a "conductor cam" recording of My Fair Lady: a clean video and audio recording of a live show, where the camera is on the conductor and the audio is taken through the audio mix instead of through the house, eliminating ambient noise. It's extremely useful for practice purposes, and to see and hear what the people you're gonna work with are gonna perform like.

Jameson was feeling much better today, so I washed our sheets and his towels, and wiped down touch points like doorknobs and light switches. I feel about the same;my throat actually feels better though it still looks irritated back there. Tomorrow I want to get groceries, and will test myself before going out.

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If we are both covid-free on Friday, we're going to Busch Gardens Howl-o-Scream, then we rescheduled Universal Halloween Horror Nights to Sunday with our friends.

Other than that, I'll probably have to work every day this week to make up for lost hours, and I want to make rice pudding for us, and now that we've cancelled HelloFresh I'll have to plan some things for dinners.
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2023-09-17 10:06 pm

Doctor First Covid Second

Thursday I worked.

Ate lunch. Jameson went to perform at Disney.
I vacuumed. Practiced trombone. Ate lunch and dinner. Went to Publix for a few things that we need.
Wanted to go for a walk but it was pouring, but I have been in such a mood lately that I needed to do SOMETHING, so drove to the gym and did the elliptical for a scant 20 minutes (that's still a mile, and it was 8pm anyway.)

The storm clouds were moving off, and they looked pretty cool with the setting sun shining through them.


Back home I showered and emptied the dishwasher, and promptly broke one of our pint glasses because I was holding too many cups and trying to put them away too quickly. We have five pint glasses, four of which are Jameson's and one of which is mine, a fond memory from when I lived in North Carolina, emblazoned with the logo of a local bar.

Guess which one I dropped. Yeah, mine.

So then I had to pick up the pieces AND sweep AND vacuum AND mop to make sure I got as much glass as possible.

Just another exciting night in my life.

When Jameson came home from his gig (+ drinks with friends afterward) he sounded awful...he's been fighting some sort of upper respiratory infection, and he's like, "It's been getting better!" but no it definitely hasn't, and I think tomorrow when he's finally able to have a day off it's going to whack him hard. Having anticipated this, I had bought NyQuil and some sodas for him.

I think this same virus tried to come after me last week too, but when my throat became raw I gargled with watered-down peroxide. It stung but the sore throat quickly receded after that, so I think the virus chose the easier victim.

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Up at 6:30am to do a little work before going to my doctor appointment.
The appointment was to go over my bloodwork, and for me to ask as many questions as allowed in the allotted time, which turned out to be 3 questions and 30 minutes.

My bloodwork thankfully had nothing of concern. The doctor went over it thoroughly with me, something that not one single doctor has ever done with me before. I asked about the low alkaline phosphatase; over the last three blood draws it's gone down from 33 to 29. The doctor said, "Oh that's nothing. Mine came back at 16 once!" According to her, as long as it's present at all, it's fine, and the lower it is the better.

She was thrilled to death with my cholesterol and blood sugar and everything about my liver and pancreatic function. Remember that I'm about to turn 40 and my mom died of pancreatic cancer at 42, so checking on my pancreas is important to me, even if it doesn't necessarily constitute early detection. The only thing she mentioned that I could improve on was kidney function. My numbers were good, they just could be better. That's partially due to the high(ish) protein diet I've been doing, and partially hydration. Easy fixes. So overall I'm happy with all of that.

I asked about anxiety and she gave me several options to try, including St. John's Wort and Lexapro. I decided to try St. John's Wort consistently for a month, and if that doesn't help I'll get the Lexapro over the December layoff (I'll be insured then too!) Other than that, she said I'm pretty much doing all I can by going to therapy, eating well, trying to reduce stress, etc.

My final question was whether the weird twinging I've had in my side is anything to be concerned about. She did some abdominal poking and prodding, especially around my liver and kidney and gallbladder, and I didn't feel anything of note. But when she pressed on my upper GI stomach area, it was a bit uncomfortable. She thinks it's anxiety, my stomach being all acidic and achy and tension causing issues in my whole digestive system. She said to keep an eye on it of course, but that it's nothing to worry about until it's something to worry about. I'm so glad for that. And she only charged me $140 instead of the $180 I was quoted. Perhaps she felt bad for me.

On the way home I picked up some St. John's Wort and some flavored sparkling water to encourage myself to hydrate better. Then I checked on Jameson and ate breakfast and did what work was available, about 2 hours' worth. Jameson eventually got up, he's a mess but he will rest and hydrate and hopefully feel better quickly.

I didn't meet my 30 hours this week again because they ran out of work for us today.
I got 27.5 though, so not terrible. Can't do anything about it.

I stepped outside to get the mail and was surprised to see a glorious, shiny black racer snake lying full-length across our ugly palm plant, facing our door, blepping his little tongue at me. I dashed back inside for my phone and was delighted to find he hadn't moved when I came back. Perhaps he was sunning, or chasing lizards through the leaves. He was calm though tensed against my presence, and sat still so that I could fully admire his beautiful scales.

(CLICK HERE to see him!)

Black racers are lovely beneficial snakes to have around. It made me happy to see such a healthy and beautiful one relaxing so openly in front of the house :)

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Saturday I "slept in" until 8:30.
Breakfast, anime, mixing up some overnight focaccia dough, dusting, trimming the palm plant out front, quick trip to Publix for things I forgot yesterday, practicing trombone, lunch. Jameson rested for most of the day, which I was glad for. And besides my chores, I chilled out too. Didn't feel like doing Foodie Finds.

Dinner was HelloFresh, then I went for the neighborhood walk.
Some roadkill bones. These are quite old, they've been here for months. A raccoon or possum I'm sure.



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Sunday...I try to do TSOLife work because I want one weekday as part of my weekend. But lately no one has been uploading more work before the weekend hits, leaving me with nothing to do despite getting up early. I might have to give up on Sunday workdays.

I worked on Foodie Finds instead, and took the focaccia dough out to rise.
When it was puffy enough, into the oven.


Turned out just as good as the last one, maybe a little more dense because I'd increased the quantity of dough a bit.
The pizza seasoning was very nice in the dough, it wasn't too much at all.
It did kinda burn the seasoning that I sprinkled on top, so maybe next time I'll just mix more of it into the dough or try coating it in olive oil and brushing it on. Either way we have a good bread to enjoy for the rest of the week.

Jameson and I were supposed to go to Halloween Horror Nights today, but Jameson is still sick and decided he'd better take a covid test. It's a good thing he did because he tested positive. Dropper sample section is colored out because there was a booger in there :p


So he's got the 'rona, poor guy. I gave myself a test as well. He's had symptoms since at least Wednesday.
I'm in the clear somehow, for now.


We messaged our friends to see if they'd still be comfortable with me joining them. Obviously I'd wear a mask the absolute entire time, I don't care whether we're indoors or outdoors or how hot it is. And handwashing and sanitizer. They were both ok with it. I did a quick grocery run for Jameson since he can't go anywhere now, wearing a mask and avoiding people in the store and only touching what I needed. Hopefully that is enough, since I am not shedding virus myself, and doesn't make me a hypocrite. But later on I decided not to go to Universal. With Jameson actively shedding virus, I could have covid and just not be showing symptoms yet (I have had a slightly sore throat all week.) I just don't feel comfortable going into haunted houses, and spending extended time around good friends, with that level of risk.

To be honest, I wouldn't mind getting covid now so I'd have a lower chance of getting it on tour!

We ordered a pizza and had a quiet night in.

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It looks like a normal week ahead for me.

Data entry, walks, trombone practice, HelloFresh.

We're supposed to go to Howl-o-Scream on Friday, and Halloween Horror Nights on Sunday, but we will see how Jameson feels and whether or not I've contracted covid by then.
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2022-06-06 10:01 am

Tootsie on Tour: Costa Mesa Week 1

**Disclaimer: The content of this post reflects my own personal views, opinions, and experiences.
This post does NOT express the views or opinions of my employer.**

The venue: Segerstrom Center for the Performing Arts


(stock images)

Covid Tests to Date: 96

TL;DR TikTok: CLICK HERE

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First of all, what a beautiful theatre to end our tour in! I mean look at that!

Too bad I won't get to join for a whole 'nother week!

That's a very strange thought. I've played shows feeling MUCH worse than the worst of covid.
For example in Brooklyn with the circus in 2015, Jameson and I both had what was possibly the worst flu of our lives (in the post I see I called it a "nasty sinus infection", but I had a 103-degree fever for a full 24 hours. It was a flu).
I could certainly have played all of the shows last week. It would have sucked, but I could have done it.

But, covid.

So now that I'm nearly better, it feels very odd indeed that I'm not allowed to rejoin the show for five more days!

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I barely slept on Monday night and woke up early Tuesday.
Sleeping has been difficult in The Golden Nugget anyway, as you can imagine.

I ate breakfast and made sure I was packed, then decided to go to the car rental place an hour early.
Good thing I did too, because it took nearly an hour to rent a car even though I was the only one there.
That is NOT an exaggeration.
There was only one associate, a young girl, and she was having to do everything by herself: fill new contracts, accept rental car returns, clean the returned cars, bring out cars for new rentals, and answer the phone. I felt bad for her and wondered why Avis doesn't hire just one other person for that location.

Eventually I got my car...and I was so, so relieved to get the heck out of Vegas.

4.5 hours later I checked in in Costa Mesa.
It is very odd that I'll be allowed to walk around and go where I please, but can't interact with the cast in any significant way.
But, thems the rules.

The rooms here are very nice. Each one has a little balcony with a great view.


After checking in I took the rental car for groceries.
First was H-Mart, but I did not spend NEARLY as much time as usual in there.
In the prepared foods I found a whole steamed squid with hot sauce, and got that and some steamed yams and garlic-sauteed spinach for dinner.
I ignored most other aisles and just hit the produce for some bok choy.
I also lucked out and found mangosteen!!
Then I did a lap of the drinks and found the most ridiculous mango yogurt milk in a real glass baby bottle.

Then off to Whole Paycheck, where it's much easier to shop socially distanced.
Most things I had already ordered and were waiting for me on a pickup shelf. I only grabbed the eggs myself, and also went down the beverage aisle because there are always new and interesting things there. This time, it was a cherry cacao seltzer! What the heck will that taste like??

Dropped the food at the hotel and returned the rental car, then walked back to the hotel (it was only a mile).

I was very hungry and nommed my squid hard. Felt like a ravenous sea lion chomping down prey, lol.


The yam and spinach were nice too. Went out of my way to pick nutritious and fresh foods.
And after eating those things I did feel quite a lot better.

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A week from today, I'll be on a plane headed back to Orlando, and this tour will be over.

There IS a second season planned for Tootsie.
Musicians are currently awaiting contracts and a confirmed tour route.
I have been offered the chance to return, but as a pessimist and especially in the post-covid entertainment industry, nothing is official until there's a signed contract in my hand. That said, I will keep my hopes up and will be very excited if I get to do this again!

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In the meantime, I will continue working my new part-time job while waiting to hear back about a second job as a Verbatim Hearing Reporter.
I'll be home to support Jameson as he goes through hernia surgery, and once that is over with I hope to cook and bake some new and exciting foods for us!
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2022-06-01 10:48 am

Quickie Covid Update

I drove to Costa Mesa yesterday. So grateful to be out of the horrible Golden Nugget.

Now I am in a lovely hotel with a balcony overlooking a dog park, and a refrigerator to hold all of my goodies.

But guess what!
Jameson tested POSITIVE for covid yesterday!!!!

How wild is that?? That we are thousands of miles apart, have avoided covid together for this entire time, and when we finally do both get it it's the SAME week! Is it a conspiracy? Is covid transmitted via the bonds of relationships??

He's very frustrated of course. He was supposed to have hernia surgery on the 9th, and now it has been pushed back to the 16th.
Which to me is a Good Thing, because I'll be home to help him with anything he needs.
He was going to have friends checking in on him, but to me that is not the same.
If you wake up in the middle of the night with a fever because your incision is infected, is your friend going to answer the phone at 4am to take you to the ER? I think not. I would much rather be there. I know he thinks it's all the same and would rather just get the surgery over with but, selfishly, to me, I'm relieved about this aspect of things. And grateful to the universe for lining it up so he'll have me around.

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I actually slept well last night for once. I do not think I was getting good sleep in Vegas because it was so damned loud and the air was so damned dry. Despite that, I still woke up at 8am and will probably take a nap later.

Yesterday I felt 95% better, but today I feel fuzzy in the head again, am a little more conjested, and I have a weird heavy feeling in my throat and chest. It isn't sore, I don't even feel the need to cough and my temperature is completely normal, so it is probably just residual things. This has happened to me with the flu before too, symptoms sort of coming in waves of decreasing intensity.

I also did a lot of stuff yesterday after an entire week of basically sitting on my ass. Drove four hours, went grocery shopping, walked a mile to get back to the hotel after dropping the car off. It was probably pushing it.

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Today I am going to push it a little more, but I will keep an eye on myself.
I want to go to Mitsuwa, it is a 2-mile walk round trip and it is 73 degrees out. I will hydrate, take my time, and get an Uber if needed.
I also want to go to Boudin SF for a loaf of sourdough bread. A little under two miles round trip.
I don't think four miles is all THAT much. Especially if that's the only activity I plan to do all day.

That's the update. Tomorrow I will take it very easy (should probably do that today but I don't wanna) to ensure I'm over the hump.
The only other things on my docket this week are to do work for my new job, return the bathing suit that I'd ordered (doesn't fit right in the bewbs), and try one or two restaurants via contactless pickup.

Oh, and keeping an eye on Jameson as much as I can from several time zones away.
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2022-05-30 10:09 am

Tootsie on Tour: Las Vegas, NV

**Disclaimer: The content of this post reflects my own personal views, opinions, and experiences.
This post does NOT express the views or opinions of my employer.**

The venue: The Smith Center


(stock images)

Covid Tests To Date: 93

TL;DR TikTok: CLICK HERE


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Now that we are only bopping around Pacific Standard Time for the rest of the tour, we don't have to get up quite so early for flights, and there are no layovers. Direct short flights. Very nice!

So we left the hotel at 11, had an hour at the airport for lunch, and flew and landed and fought traffic and got to the hotel by around 4:30pm.

It's the Golden Nugget, which is "Old Vegas", Fremont Street.
In fact, the circus train used to park right next to the Gold Nugget. I hope to find the yard and take a picture.

The rooms are spacious but very sparse and with very little in the way of amenities for long-term guests.
No refrigerators, microwaves, or coffee machines.
Also no grocery within two miles (which is the farthest I'll walk in this kind of heat with groceries).

I'm going to have to improvise. But before that, I wanted to find a treat :)


Vegas has an AWESOME Chinatown. This picture is of just one little plaza. Row after row of strip malls packed with Korean BBQ and Chinese street food and K-pop/J-pop stores and Asian fashion outlets. Delicacies are to be found on literally every corner, with creperies and shaved ice and seafood skewers and giant bowls of pho or udon available in every single plaza.

I could literally spend DAYS exploring here.
Fortunately for my bank account, I don't have days. I had a few hours.
So I Ubered to SomiSomi for a taiyaki ice cream.

Taiyaki is a fish-shaped waffle filled with something sweet, usually red bean curd or custard or ube paste.
This was actually a Korean spin on taiyaki called "ah-boong", where you use the fish waffle as a cone for some ice milk.

Here is the mold for the fish waffle. A true taiyaki is flat, but see the oval shapes on the left?
That is to make the batter spread to the sides for a cone shape.


And here is the waffle itself before being filled. Look at how their little eyeballs are different!


You choose one filling for the taiyaki (custard, red bean, ube, or nutella) and then choose an ice milk flavor.
Everything sounded fantastic, they had so many good flavors like black sesame and matcha and milk tea as well as more "normal" flavors like strawberry and chocolate. I had to get the craziest thing I could find, which today was an ube-horchata swirl.


It was incredibly good. Ube is a purple sweet potato, so it is an earthy and sweet flavor. Horchata is a creamy, spiced rice milk.
The two flavors matched beautifully, and I was sorry that it was so hot because I had to eat quickly before it melted.
I've had taiyaki before but it was always prepackaged and had a chewy texture.
This was crisp and fluffy, with a lovely vanilla-egg flavor that was just fantastic. I got the custard filling and it was so creamy and delicious.

Here's the inside showing the custard, and the half-chewed fish (sorry it's so messy but there was no pretty way to eat this):



The shop was also selling a variety of collectible pins, and I just could not leave without this adorable ah-boong pin!
It even had the same colors as my cone!


That done, it was time to hit the 99 Ranch next door.
You guys already know that I love Asian food. But did you also know that a lot of Asian food is non-perishable? Convenient!
I shopped very carefully, examining packages to check for any "refrigerate after opening" warnings. I also kept an eye on serving sizes; canned food with more than two servings is not an option without a fridge. I aimed for high protein content, low sugar, low salt, and overall highest nutrition options. This could be my only chance to get groceries all week and I really wanted to make it count.

Then a trip to Albertson's for more normal fare like protein shakes, tuna and chicken pouches, canned vegetables, and bread.
Back at the hotel I started unpacking. First I set up my little cooking and coffee stations for the week.
This is not unusual, but they will get more use this week due to lack of amenities.



And then I packed a table with all of my food.


I'm using Garden of Life protein powder in place of both eggs and yogurt this week.
It's high in protein and has a lot of added nutrients and fiber, plus probiotics, so I think it will do nicely though it'll be less satisfying.

Next I checked out all of the cool stuff I'd found at 99 Ranch:


- Freeze-dried hawthorn berries: Low in sugar, good for you, flavor like cranberries or raspberries.


- Dried filefish: I thought this was a jerky (technically it is) but you're supposed to heat it up to soften it before eating. Which I did, and it was delicious! Sweet and salty and chewy. A little high in sugar but otherwise not bad.


- Dried bean curd: This was with the jerkys so I was hoping it could be eaten like one. It ended up tasting awful, like liquorice?? So this was the only thing that I threw out :(

- Pouch of misc freeze-dried fruit: Yes I know there are many shelf-stable fruits, but this looked fun to try :) There were whole dried peach and apple slices, some mango, and some whole strawberries. They were really good in oatmeal or by themselves.



I also found some prepackaged pho and Korean BBQ.
The pho includes EVERYTHING, even the chicken! You just need to add hot water.
And the BBQ is self-heating! I've seen videos of such products before on YouTube but this is the first time I'll get to try one out!

Then there was this "Instant Cereal".


There was a whole shelf of these at 99 Ranch in varying flavors, from plain oatmeal to rice porridge with nuts and seeds to mung bean and peanut varieties. All of them seem to be very sweet, and some were labeled as "dessert soup". I didn't want to get "junk food" but was so intrigued that I had to at least try one! Can't wait to see what it's like!

I also picked up some drinks to try (gotta stay hydrated in the desert, amirite?)


Three of these are flavored sparkling water, the one with the white rabbit is a soda that I've seen across social media and wanted to try.
The two small bottles are sweetened using sucralose, which is a shame, but I cracked open the cherry blossom one right away and was surprised at how good it was. It really was a floral, cherry flavor, with a nice fizz. I'd definitely drink it again!

I tried the others later in the week.
The Bing De Bao soda was really good. It was kind of like cream soda but with a more yogurt-y flavor.
The watermelon seltzer was tasty, nothing special just good.
The yuzu seltzer was tart, being unsweetened and all, but it felt refreshing and citrus-y.

Anyway, I finished unpacking and got cleaned up, then crashed for the night.

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Around 5am I woke in a panic because my throat was sore.

Remember when all that meant was that you might have a cold coming on, or that your throat might be irritated from the dry desert air?
Through sleep-crusted eyes I poked at the back of my throat and stared at it with my phone light.
It looks a little red, and it's only sore on one side.

Too tired to deal with it, I went back to bed.
When I actually got up it was 9:30, and I made oatmeal with hawthorn berries and a Core protein shake for breakfast.
I had received some paperwork from my new part-time job with TSOLife, so I filled that out (there was no W-4 so maybe they'll send it later?), then I sent my sister a b-day present and did my dishes and walked to Walgreens for a rapid test because the slightest sniffle could mean that I need a sub. We're getting tested after tonight's show but I think it would be irresponsible of me to spread covid around all day before that!!

The test came back negative, but as the day went on I was not feeling much better and was starting to get concerned.
So I texted our covid officer, who gave me a rapid test before last night's show. Which also came back negative.

So I played the show with a sore throat, and felt body aches setting in. Not good.

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Tossed and turned all night long with fever dreams, aches, snot, etc.

Was up at 8am and immediately took the second rapid test.
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Welp. That's that.

Go figure, the most antisocial, introverted, never-hangs-out person has to go and get covid despite obsessive social avoidance and mask-wearing and hand-washing. And go figure, it has to be just as we've returned from a three week layoff.

And all my lovely explorations and foodie plans, out the window. Drat.

What this means is I will have to isolate for 10 days, and cannot return to work until the second week of Costa Mesa.
The company will have to find a trombone sub for all of those shows, possibly two if they can't get someone to travel to Costa Mesa with them.

On Day 6 if I'm testing negative I will be allowed to drive myself to Costa Mesa (next Tuesday) so that's one blessing, I won't have to spend much extra time at the Golden Nugget.

Also thankful that I'm a cheapskate who would rather eat canned tuna than eat out, because I have plenty of food to get through the week.
Also thankful that I DIDN'T go to Steve's cast party on Monday, where I probably would have spread this to other people.

Symptoms are hitting pretty hard, but my new part time job has started sending paperwork and setup stuff and has scheduled trainings and Zoom meetings, so I forced myself to complete as much of it as possible before 5pm EST.
I couldn't find a big portion of the paperwork, and I'm not sure if that's because I can't think straight or I really didn't receive the email.

As the day went on I tried to nap but failed, posted some stuff online, and made myself the instant pho for dinner.
It was quite good, way better than canned soup. The chicken was unprocessed thigh meat with collagen, making the broth savory and rich and just what one wants when one is not feeling well. I left out a lot of the seasoning packet to cut down on salt, and added some canned vegetables.

The ingredients in the bowl. Noodles have been cooked, just boiling water to make the broth.


Final soup with hoisin and hot sauce added.


The rest of my night was spent worrying about tomorrow's job training, worrying if I'd completed everything correctly, worrying about going stir crazy, worrying about how I'm going to get this and that done. Well I did TRY not to worry. Sigh.

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Woke up early for job training, feeling awful and wishing I could have slept.
BUT, if I lay out now this will become a task to do later, so, may as well do it. I can sleep all day if I like.

Training was good, though a little "spread", if that makes sense.
Like, trying to cover a lot of steps and processes and information in a pretty short session.

We learned a bit about the company, it's goals, the internal structure, what our role would be.
Then we watched someone demo how we'd do our job (or part of our job), which we couldn't do ourselves because none of us had been granted admin access just yet. It looks pretty straightforward, it's just a matter of remembering in what order to complete the steps, which websites and programs are for what steps of the process, and really working hard to make sure every single bit of info is transferred from one information source (a document or recording) to another (the resident profiles and online analytics database).

Doing this work means I will get to use Slack for the first time; it's just a chat, but pretty much everyone I know has used it by now except my non-administrative ass :p That and many other shared drives and programs and such, some I've heard of (Google Dashboard) and some that I haven't (Asana). It was all novel and therefore interesting.

Later in the day we got our admin access, and were each given a profile to try.
By this point I was feeling yucky again (my ibuprofen wore off) so I ended up working my profile in 20-minute chunks because I kept having to stand up and flinch from body aches, or make myself some tea, or do that stretch you do when your are sick and hurting, etc.
But eventually I got it done, and I can see how, once I'm not under covid's thumb, this should be actually a really nice activity to do for a few hours each day. So it'll be good for me personally, but also helpful to these folks in these communities, too.

I tried requesting some items from my bandmates, and from the covid safety officer: my fleece sweater and iPad which I'd left at the bandstand; my book, which Yael has retrieved but hasn't brought by yet; and some KN95 masks that I can use once I hit Day 6. The only person who came through was Bill (trumpet), who dropped my sweater and iPad off late last night after the show.

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Felt extra awful on Friday, which was a bummer because I'd hoped to gradually feel better, but I guess that's not how covid works.
Temperature was back up and the body aches were back, along with splitting headache and a feeling like there's a large rock lodged somewhere between my throat and collarbone. A little coughing, but it's a dry cough; it feels like my throat is swollen far down.

Luckily there were no assignments or anything from the new job, so I listened to a Brian May interview that Jameson had sent me, ate breakfast (I can still taste and smell thankfully), cleaned up, and then laid back down for a while. Didn't manage to sleep, but what can ya do.

For lunch I had my self-heating Korean BBQ.
Inside the container was a foil tray, a packet of vegetables, a packet of tofu, two oil pouches, one seasoning blend, a set of plastic chopsticks, and a chemical heating pad.




Following the directions, I put the veg and tofu in the foil tray and put the oils on top.
I didn't use all of the oil because it seemed like a lot.
The vegetables look really good: sliced potatoes, kelp, mushroom, bamboo shoot, and lotus root.


(yeah I overdid the chili oil haha)


In the bottom of the container I placed the chemical pad, then covered it with cold water, placed the foil tray on top, and put a lid on the whole thing. Soon I could hear the water bubbling, and after a few minutes it came to a full-on boil (see TikTok or Instagram for video).

After 15 minutes I removed the lid. The veggies were hot and looked good.
I added some of the seasoning mix and stirred it in.



The vegetables were quite good! Crunchy lotus root, soft white potato, and chewy kelp and mushrooms.
The tofu was meh, overly salted imo, but then again I found most of this overly salted.
And SPICY! Wooo, my sinuses were cleared right out! It was delicious flavor, that kind of fermented, tingly spicy that you get with some pepper pastes. I really enjoyed it, but did have to water it down a bit to be able to eat the whole plate.
Overall this was really good, I'd just go easier on my seasoning next time.
A really convenient and tasty meal!

After lunch I was startled by forceful banging on my door. It was the LVPD doing a "wellness check".
I found out later that they do this in Vegas hotels for any door that's had the "do not disturb" hanger on it for more than 48 hours.
Makes sense, in Vegas.

Soon after that Yael dropped off my book which I was super grateful for; I'd rather not stare at a screen all day.
I read for a little and took what has become my regular afternoon nap.
Then I worked on some more profile data transfers for my new employer. Now that we're trained in this one area we're allowed to grab that type of task for ourselves, and it gives me practice and something to do.

Lexii (our covid officer) came by with some KN95s for me, which is great because now I can safely go pick up food if I need to next week.

...and that was pretty much my day.

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Saturday turned out to be more interesting than I would have liked.
The day started normally, I woke up feeling crummy, had breakfast, did some deskercises, worked on some profiles for my job.
In the afternoon I decided to place a food order because my supplies are dwindling and I needed to stretch them to make it to Monday.

I left clear instructions for the Dasher to leave the food right at my hotel door, but the hotel would not allow her to deliver it to me.
Neither would they bring the food up for me.

Long story short, I tried every alternative that I could think of that would NOT involve me going to the casino lobby and potentially infecting other guests since I'm DEFINITELY shedding covid particles right now. Not one single alternative worked out. I ended up getting permission from our covid officer to go get the food myself, which I did, but it was extremely crowded down there and I was very angry and upset to have to do that. I could have just had them throw out the food and try again tomorrow, but I guess I was in a right state and didn't think of that at the time. Anyway, I wasn't down there for more than two minutes and was insanely careful to the point of even going outside at one point just to avoid a group of elderly women. So I'll try to imagine that I didn't infect anyone.

I ate lunch and appreciated having fresh food for once this week.
Did a little more work, and started looking ahead to Costa Mesa.

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Sunday, I decided to try my "instant cereal" for breakfast!

It came with a little tri-fold plastic spoon in the lid.


You are supposed to eat it cold right out of the can (or in a bowl if you want I guess).
You are NOT supposed to heat it up.


It was very sweet, and made up of cereal grains, beans, boiled peanuts, and small pieces of longan fruit.
I found the "broth" to be off-puttingly thick, so I rinsed the cereal off with some cold water and added a little salt, and that was a vast improvement. With those small changes it was quite delicious, and felt as substantial as a bowl of oatmeal.

Here are the ingredients:


With that, I really am down to the last of my nonperishables.

I did some more profiles for my job, watched TV and Netflix and GoGoAnime, read my book, and started building my TikTok video (that takes a stupid amount of time). And I checked the CDC website and our company handbook to see what I would and would not be allowed to do next week while quarantining from the show.

The CDC guidelines only require that I wear a mask at all times in public, avoid eating in public, and avoid contact with others.
The company guidelines say that I am to wear a KN95 or N95 and socially distance from all members of the cast.

So, I think that I will be able to go for masked walks, pick up food for myself using contactless ordering and pickup, and shop for my own groceries as long as I behave responsibly (minimal time in the store; only touch what I intend to buy; social distancing and masking at all times).

All of that said, I am excited!
Most of my adventures are walks anyway, and I can still do my foodie adventures as long as I'm smart about it. Yay!

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Monday! Finally!!

As I type this the cast should be pulling away on the charter buses.
They should be in Costa mesa in 5-6 hours (they have potential Memorial Day traffic to fight and a planned rest stop).
Tomorrow my isolation ends, and I will be able to rent a car and drive down to Costa Mesa myself.
 I have made a list of all the things that I want to do in these final two weeks of tour.

Please rest assured that I will ABSOLUTELY be as responsible as possible, and take every safety precaution, as I complete quarantine.
That said, there's lots of great food that I am excited to try, and things to see!
Woooo!
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2022-05-26 12:15 pm

'rona life, Day 2

Ok technically this is "Day 1" of ten-day quarantine. Whatever.

Yesterday was rough. I was feverish and had the most stabbing headache; it felt like a nail being driven into my ears and temples at random times and made me flinch (good thing there's no one around to see me twitching like an idiot). My eyeballs hurt to move, it hurt to turn my head, my whole head was ouch.

I alternated between feeling ashamed for getting sick, guilty for causing my employer and the rest of the band the inconvenience of having to get a sub with only three weeks of tour left, frustration at not being able to leave the hotel, and sadness for having to miss the entire first week of Costa Mesa next week. Getting messages from misc members of the cast saying, "Wow, you have to STAY there, that SUCKS" wasn't helpful at all (yes, I f*cking KNOW it sucks, thank you for slapping me with it again).
I actually cried a little out of frustration and annoyance (again, don't pity me. I'll get over it.)

I wanted to sleep but couldn't, although I did manage to fall asleep around 10:30.

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Today is a little better. My temperature is still elevated, but yesterday I was up to 101F and now I think it's sticking around 99F.
The stabbing pains are still there but it's just in my temples; the sore throat and pain in other parts of my head seem to have gone away.

I feel less depressed about "missing" Costa Mesa.
By the time we're there I should be feeling better and able to walk around outside with a KN95.
So I should be able to do contactless delivery or pickup of food, groceries, and other goods.
I just can't do any indoor shopping or exploring until Sunday 6/5.

Our tour manager has gotten me a rental car so that I can drive myself to Costa Mesa, separate from the cast, on Tuesday.
I noticed that the car is reserved for a full 24 hours, so I can probably do a contactless pickup of groceries for the week (the one where they put the groceries into the trunk of your car). Very grateful for that!

As for today, I could definitely use some more sleep, but had to be up at 7am for training with TSOLife this morning.

TSOLife does analytics for nursing homes and assisted living (I think I've mentioned it before as one of the jobs I'd applied to).

So far we've had a Zoom chat with the Co-COO, in which she showed us how the company gathers information, shared company history and structure, and made sure that we could access most of the accounts and software we'll need to do our work (as always with stuff like this, there was some tweaking needed with account access and such but she's working on it).

It's still not 100% clear to me how we actually do the work, but it looks like we'll start off being assigned files and then once we get the hang of it we can grab assignments ourselves. It all seems very casual and low-pressure; there are timelines and there's a lot of work to do, but the timelines are reasonable and the work is not going to be dumped on us before we're ready. It looks like there are a lot of ways to ask for help too.

I'm pretty impressed with their analytics and how they use the information that they gather, and can see how it's very much needed in the assisted living industry. Basically the goal is to improve quality of life in a lot of different ways, but mostly by showing the nursing homes which of its residents have the lowest quality of life so that staff can focus on those individuals and do things to help them (suggest activities, arrange visits or trips, add more variety to meals, etc).

Even though the work doesn't pay well, it does seem to be beneficial and worth doing.
A few hundred bucks extra in my pocket in exchange for a little data entry ain't bad, I think.

We are on a lunch break now which ends in about five minutes (I'm on Pacific time so for me it's a snack break).
Then I think we have another hour or two of them showing us how to actually do the job?

And then the rest of my day is empty. Suspect that I will want a nap, and then wake up from that anxious for something to do.

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Training is over for today. It was a good overview of the work, but kind of difficult to get a grasp on the actual process without having access to a lot of the admin areas. They're working on granting us access now, then they'll give us some profiles to try out so we can explore the system, ask questions, etc.

Now it's time for lunch: canned tuna, canned veggies, bread, ho hum. Then hopefully a nap or a movie.
I'll have to start doing little exercises too each day. Sigh.
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2022-05-25 12:47 pm

I got the 'rona (for real this time)

Yesterday I woke up with a sore throat.

Instant panic. I rarely get sore throats.
Maybe it's the dry air, I told myself.

But I've been to Vegas before and this has not happened.

As the day wore on it got worse, so I picked up some rapid tests from Walgreens.
One came back negative, and I set the other aside for later. I messaged our Covid safety officer to let her know something was up, and she gave me a rapid right before the show, which also came back negative.

But during the show I started feeling body aches.
No, no, no, I thought, You're just psyching yourself out. It's just a cold. You're just run down. LalalalaLA, dammit.

But back at the hotel, I felt cold with the thermostat at 75.
And all night, fever dreams and stuffy nose and aches and pains.
This morning I immediately took my other rapid test.


Yeah there's no question about that. Our covid officer came by at 9 to give me another.


It's official.

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Since I am such a bitch online, I am certainly ready to accept that this is some accumulated bad karma coming for me.
So, no pity party. Just a sharing of info, because you might be wondering what happens when a musician on tour gets covid.
And it IS interesting! And good. I'm really thankful to work for a decent company.

First, it's a guaranteed ten days of quarantine, with "Day One" being the day AFTER you test positive.
This means that I will not be able to perform with the show until 6/5 in Costa Mesa. Oof.
Very upset about this. I was really looking forward to that city, and now I'm going to miss a whole week of it.

The company will spend today looking for a sub trombonist, preferably someone who is able to do shows in both cities.
Luckily Costa Mesa isn't all that far away, and there are loads of musicians in Vegas and LA to choose from.

I will be paid via worker's comp; another thing to be thankful for.
I am also allowed to leave the hotel to "get fresh air" if I wear a KN95 and distance.
In other words I will NOT be leaving this hotel until symptoms subside and/or a negative test, because it's a casino for pete's sake.

By Day Six I will be allowed to travel (that's Tuesday) but I still have to isolate, so I'll be taking a rental car from Vegas to Costa Mesa.
I am EXTREMELY grateful that I do not have to spend four extra days in the Golden Nugget. Ugh!

Hopefully by then I'll be testing negative, so I'll be allowed to explore as long as I don't actually go into any businesses or interact with people.

Finally, while I'm trapped here at the Golden Nugget, any food that I have to order will be reimbursed by the company.
Luckily for them and me, knowing that this hotel didn't have a refrigerator, I stocked up on a LOT of nonperishables.
I should be able to make it to the weekend without ordering anything.
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So that's pretty much it.

Someone will have to pack up my stuff, but my trombone is already in it's case and all that's left is my mutes and in-ears.
I just have to get through these symptoms, ride it out like everyone else.

Today I feel pretty bad, splitting head pain and chills and aches and whatnot, so I will take it easy. No pity party.
Tomorrow I'm supposed to have a Zoom meeting with my new part-time job, and I've warned them that I might look like crap but I do still plan to attend. Not like I have anything better to do, right?

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Welp, that's pretty much it.
I'm trying not to worry about stuff like laundry and the package I've got at the front desk (I've been trying to get it since we got here but they perpetually can't find it) and focus on letting covid run it's course so I can enjoy Costa Mesa hopefully.
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2022-03-05 10:03 am

Update: I Sort-Of Have Covid!


My PCR came back negative! And I am allowed to return to the show today!

The results came in around 4am.
I am a light sleeper, so I simply left my notifications on and heard the results text.
Screenshotted it and sent it to our manager and covid officer right away.

I wonder what caused the first two tests to come back inconclusive.
An errant booger? An overzealous nose hair hoarding covid spikes?
An obnoxious child running around in the lobby and coughing near my test vial?

No matter. I'm just glad I won't have to miss any more shows.

Drama over.

Also, I took the opportunity to dye my hair!

Outdoor cloudy/ambient light:



Indoor window/hotel lighting:

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2022-03-04 05:18 pm
Entry tags:

I Sort-Of Have Covid!

Imagine my surprise today when, shortly after my rapid test, I got a text that said,

"Can you come back downstairs? I want to redo your test."

I thought, ok, whatevs, my test came out weird. It happens sometimes.

I took another one.
And then went for a walk because I wanted to hit the pharmacy and a thrift store.

Got to the pharmacy and got a call from our covid manager, Annie (name changed to protect).

"Your tests are coming back with a faint line on the positive side. Go to this address and have them give you a PCR."

Ok NOW I was freaked out.

I went and got the PCR, came back to the hotel for another rapid, then ran back outside to walk some anxiety out.
(If we are asymptomatic, we are allowed to walk around outdoors responsibly.)

I feel completely fine, not a sniffle nor a sore throat nor a fever, no aches, no nothing. Totally normal.

They've found a local sub for me for tonight, and hopefully by tomorrow I'll have my PCR results, and I'll be given another rapid.
If both the PCR and the rapid are negative, I'll get to go back to work.
If not, I'll have to hole up for potentially five days, with today being Day One.
That will mean traveling separately from everyone when we go to Tulsa, and possibly missing opening night there as well.

BLAAAAARGH SO INCONVENIENT.

I'm grateful that the company handles it so well, but it's still upsetting to be sitting in a hotel room while the show is going on without me tonight. Because I don't have symptoms, it feels unfair.

But, I get it. Just, ARGH.
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2022-01-10 07:15 am

Tootsie on Tour: Greenville, SC




**Disclaimer: The content of this post reflects my own personal views, opinions, and experiences.
This post does NOT express the views or opinions of my employer.**

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The venue: Peace Center



(stock photos)

Covid Tests to Date: 37

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TL;DR: Your TikTok summary:

TikTok by @tromboneontour


(Greenville is a city that brings me so much joy, and so much nostalgia. This will be a long post for all the right reasons.)

We finally had our first true botched travel day. Well, half of us did.

This week our flight bookings came in two groups. One group was to leave the hotel at 7:30am, fly to DC, then from there to Greenville. The second group was leaving two hours later, flying to Charlotte, and arriving in Greenville at the same time.

I found myself booked in the first group, the one leaving earlier. I don't generally mind getting up earlier for travel, but I know some folks were less pleased about having to wake up two hours earlier than their coworkers only to arrive at the same time. But more than this, we started to worry and speculate when we saw a big storm system moving across the east coast later in the week.

On Monday morning our flights remained unchanged, so our group got on the bus and went to the airport.
Where our flight was delayed. But then we still boarded the plane and waited on the tarmac, because the weather was improving.
BUT--possibly due to short staffing in addition to the poor weather--our flight was eventually cancelled.
We all disembarked and shuffled down to luggage claim to re-grab our luggage.

Now what?
Ours wasn't the only flight cancelled by far. Lots of flights grounded, and no flights available again at least until THURSDAY.
I stole a glance at our tour manager (who does all the bookings).
He was calmly munching on some granola.

If it were me, I'd have been twitching on the ground from the stress of having to rebook so many people, and with no flights available!
But he was cool as a cucumber. Once we had our luggage we gathered against a nearby wall, and our manager calmly explained that we'd be chartering a bus and riding the 10-ish hours to Greenville, stopping at the halfway point in Jacksonville.

Yay! I mean, of course we'd all rather be there Monday night. But at least we could GET THERE.
Not only that, our manager booked us a beautiful hotel on the waterfront in Jacksonville.



I've been in this situation on tour before, and have been thrown into whatever random motel was cheapest, so that's kind of what I was expecting. But no; our manager gave us the gift of a comfortable night in a safe place. Really, he's amazing. I deeply admire those abilities, especially the "keeping cool under pressure" part, which is something I struggle with myself at times.

And so we hopped on the bus and had a pretty pleasant ride to Jacksonville for the night.
We stopped once for gas, and I grabbed a bunch of stuff for breakfast the next day (there was breakfast at the hotel but I found it overpriced) then crashed at the nice hotel.

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Tuesday morning we continued our trek, stopping around noon for lunch in a plaza with a Walmart.
I took the opportunity to hunt for some non-refrigerated groceries and a new tupperware for my food because mine had shattered during the last flight. We arrived in Greenville, finally, eventually, around 3pm.

Sound check had been graciously delayed by a half hour so we could have time to unpack and find dinner.
I dumped my luggage in the room, eyeballed the fridge, and walked to Publix only a few minutes away to get all that I hadn't earlier in the day. They had Eat Fresco prepackaged meals here, God Bless America. Eat Fresco meals are affordable, ready to eat in 90 minutes, low in salt and fat, and high in protein. All you need is a microwave. I LOVE them, but they're definitely not sold everywhere. Anyway I got three of those along with my other groceries, then stashed them at the hotel.


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Writing Prompts 2022:

12/04: What could make other people angry about you?
A:
Loads of stuff. I'm antisocial, I'm abrasive and rude especially online. I'm difficult to approach and get to know, sometimes I say inappropriate or hurtful things. I get stressed if asked to do something last-minute without time to plan or prep. I mumble. I don't speak up when something needs to be said because I assume no one will listen anyway. I'm sarcastic and a pessimist. I mean there's loads here to anger anyone, take your pick.

12/05: What do you do to get rid of stress?
A:
As much alone time as possible. Allowing myself time to just sit still and enjoy some anime, or a book, or watching TV with my Jameson. While on tour, letting myself enjoy the hotel room, or sleep in, or have a day without a specific activity or point of interest. It is very hard for me to "do nothing", but when I do, that's how I can relax.

12/06: How often do you binge watch TV shows?
A:
Once every few months. I don't watch a lot of tv by myself. Alone I'll binge watch anime series. With Jameson I watch a lot more, and together we've binge watched GoT, Community, The Good Place, loads of Food Network and cooking shows, among other things.

12/07: What is distracting you?
A:
Oh my gosh, loads of stuff. Thoughts about how I should be saving money instead of buying turkey sandwiches and tote bags. Worrying about my stepmom and whether she needs help. Worrying about losing work because of covid, worrying about finding a job after this contract. Thinking about how to spend the next two weeks in Fort Lauderdale. Worrying about Jameson, wondering how I can help him or if being "supportive" is enough. I'm still going about life and getting things done, but all of these thoughts are constantly buzzing in the background.

12/08: What past failure actually proved to be a blessing?
A:
Possibly the time I was scammed into taking a job in New York that didn't actually exist. At the time, I moved out of a beautiful house in NC with two lovely roommates to supposedly join a start-up orchestra. It turned out to be a scam, and I had to make a lot of quick bad decisions. But I also ended up working at Busch Gardens as a result of this incident, which then led to being hired by the circus in 2012, which was the greatest experience of my life. And after hearing from Jameson how the bandmaster decided to hire me, I think if I hadn't had the theme park experience, I would have been overlooked for the best job I will ever have.

12/09: What about your current life situation makes you feel grateful?
A:
I mean, it's pretty obvious, right? I am blessed with a job in my field, if only temporarily. I get to visit many beautiful cities and enjoy good food, and meet new people, and stay in nice hotels, and make audiences laugh. I have a place to return to when the contract ends, and a person who cares about me (also, it is a blessing to care about him in return!). I have good health, for which I'm extremely grateful in the time of covid. I have enough money to enjoy things without getting TOO stressed. I have sisters and a brother who are strong and beautiful and present. I still have opportunities and possibilities even at my age. Extremely grateful right now.
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2021-05-06 09:26 pm

Going Full Vax

Welp. Here I am MAY the FOURTH. Be with you. I guess.

I'm not a Star Wars "fan", but enjoyed the movies. I even liked the "new" movies, though they get a lot of popular criticism for JarJar and other factors. That doesn't change that there's beautiful cinematography, and an OK storyline. And an absolutely bangin' soundtrack, which is actually what I love about the series.

Anyway, I woke up earlier than usual on a day that I wouldn't normally have off, all to get my second covid shot.
I had prepared to the best of my ability: did all of my weekly chores, stocked some bland foods in case I have nausea again, planned to only cook dinner tonight and none of the other nights, and warned my steno teacher that I may not be there Wednesday night if I start experiencing symptoms. Last time it hit me in the middle of the night on Wednesday, but this time I'm getting the shot several hours earlier and also, who can predict what one's body will do? It could lay me out today instead of Thursday (which would actually be more convenient). We'll just have to wait and see.

But in the meantime I had a nice breakfast and felt nervous for a bit, and then got dressed and drove 30 minutes to the clinic.
It was a lot more chaotic than when I got the first shot, but still, fairly organized and everyone was polite and helpful. The poor nurse trying to administer my shot couldn't get my account to pull up for some reason and had to enlist help, which increased my anxiety a great deal (I have a strong fight-or-flight response to shots and waiting/allowing time for psyching myself out does NOT help) but I tried to think about her struggles instead of my fear, and of my sister who has had multiple surgeries, and my other sister who has had two children. I can at least take one shot. Even if I have a panic attack, even if I pass out, those are both only temporary reactions that will come and go, nothing life-threatening and no reason not to get vaccinated. Such is what I tell myself as I'm sitting there sweating and trying not to freak out.

Finally she got my stuff figured out and gave me the shot. I was relieved and sat quietly for the 15 minutes, then shot right out the door because the clock was now ticking for when symptoms would begin. And might I add, I'm very pleased that this is the second shot I've gotten in a row without getting faint or having a panic attack. Awesome! Take that, stupid brain!

I stopped at Target on the way home for a refill of the VERY effective shower spray that [livejournal.com profile] lookfar introduced me to, then went straight home where I immediately got to work on this week's bread: Kindergarten Honey Wheat!

This can be made as loaves or as rolls, I decided to try rolls in order to practice separating dough and shaping it.
The reason the author calls it "kindergarten" bread is because this is the dough she gave her kindergarten class to play with and then bake. If a bunch of snotty little kids can make it, so can I, right?



Right! I was very pleased with how these turned out. The dough was a 50/50 AP flour/wheat flour split, with a beautiful egg wash. The rolls came out soft and light (as light as red wheat flour gets anyway) and slightly sweet, downright delicious. I couldn't help but think about my first attempt at wheat bread by comparison; it was edible, but it was a BRICK. Looking at these rolls, I can see that I've learned a lot, and that was very satisfying.


As the dough for those was rising and proofing and all of that, I scooted out into the garden in the 93 degree heat to rescue my milkweed. I've had this potted milkweed out there for like two weeks, and it's dying because it's drying out in the pots. We've had very little rain and a lot of my plants are suffering. I had bought topsoil to try and fight off erosion, but feeling tired and not ready to move mountains of soil I decided to just get the milkweed in the ground for now and worry about laying down the new dirt later. Everyone got planted and watered.

I harvested our first large tomato, it looks really nice!



I want to make caprese sandwiches with it because the basil is finally starting to come up too. Man, what is it about basil that looks just so FRESH and GOOD.


My dill "tree" on the other hand, is getting ready to bolt (bloom flowers, drop seeds and die). This is the best I've ever gotten dill to grow so I'm sad, but also looking forward to attempting to grow from seed in the fall when it's cooler.


Most everything else is just existing for now, I got a few more jalapenos, the passion fruits aren't ready yet, the strawberries are not producing, the lemon tree is pissed at life and I don't blame it, it's damn hot out.

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2021-05-03 09:29 pm

"It's Gonna Be May" (had to do it)

Friday: back to work. I woke up dreading the whole day because I was afraid to mess up in training, and I was afraid of what my steno teacher would say to me when I logged in to meet with her after work.

Like with most things in my life, it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Training was just fine, I did exactly what I was supposed to do for the most part and had help when I needed it. Everyone has been so helpful, I really like all of the people who work in that department. They're patient and very good at what they do, so I want to try and emulate them very much. Today was probably my last day helping out for a while, and I'm glad it went well.

During my lunch break I went outside to take my usual lap around the building. I was texting my sister while walking, and I heard this weird slapping sound. Looking up, I saw a softshell turtle plodding at full speed across the hot parking lot, his little webbed feet slapping the pavement and making the weird sound. It was 90 degrees out, and he would book it for a few feet and then stop to rest, book it and stop, probably hot and possibly in pain from the hot blacktop. I walked over to him and he tucked his head into his shell a little, but when I didn't do anything he actually stuck his head back out and looked me over, pretty bold for a turtle in my experience.



I later learned that this type of turtle is just as aggressive as a snapping turtle, and can also do some damage with its bite. Not having much experience with softshells but knowing they have super long necks, I went around to his back end and picked him up gently on either side of his shell. It felt like slightly sticky leather. Softshell turtles are weird.

When he didn't try to bite or react aggressively, I looked to see where he had been headed. It was obvious he was trying to get to the lake across the lot and across a short strip of grass. So that's where I took him. We walked across the parking lot, and he didn't pee or try to bite or squirm as usually happens when a turtle is picked up, and kept his head out to see what was happening. When we got to the grass he started pedaling his legs and actually stuck his head out even further (DANG they have long necks!) So I didn't take him all the way to the lake, but set him gently on the grass. He sat there for a moment, then headed off toward the lake. It was cool to see this type of turtle up close, and hopefully I helped him to not get run over or overheated on his way to wherever.

After work I went home, had dinner with Jameson, opened my mail and found my glorious new mousepad which I ordered from Etsy.
It's TOTALLY RAD, wouldn't you agree?



Yep, I'm old. And I don't care. VHS was life.

I reluctantly signed on to wait for my teacher, doing some steno practice while I waited. She signed on a few moments later, and after checking my settings and observing me going through my practice routine, made suggestions for how I can avoid some of the technical issues I've been having. She also gave me a new method of practice within our school program that will allow me to log hours across different programs, something that apparently was given out at the start of the semester but since I was a transfer I'd missed out. That alone will make a HUGE difference to my practice time! So often I've wondered how the heck people are getting 10 hours per week when they can "only" use our school program, well because they were NOT only using our school program, they had the ability to log hours elsewhere! Argh!

Well now I have it so that should be helpful.
She didn't even say anything about me needing to practice more. I was so grateful for that. I already criticize myself enough, I don't need any more outside criticism, promise.

Saturday, back to my regular supervisor work. It was a fairly relaxed day, nothing to report.
At home I did some cleaning, figuring if I get my second shot and feel like shit I won't want to be scrubbing a toilet.
I also started soaking some sweet rice overnight, to hopefully make mango sticky rice. It seems easy enough to make.

Sunday, work was pretty chill. Then back home we had Greek takeout, and I made the sticky rice.
Somehow it was oversaturated, I think because I forgot to account for the extra water in the bottom of the steamer? Anyway it turned out more like rice pudding or porridge than traditional sticky rice. It still tasted good, though.



I received two amazon packages, one was a battery which I'm hoping will resurrect my poor bricked GoPro 4 (if not, I guess someone at the thrift shop is getting it) and the other was a "carton" of "egg" stress balls! They look like a shelled egg, whites with yolk, and you can squeeze them and move the yolk around. Stupid? Yes. A cheap way to brighten my day because lately I'm feeling down? Also yes. I gave one to Jameson and he seemed to enjoy it.

Monday, the day seemed to fly at work, probably because I was dreading my covid shot. Not until Tuesday, but why wait to worry, right? Sigh. I got as much of my work completed as possible. I got groceries, did laundry, and went to steno class. After Jameson left for rehearsal I drove out to Lowe's for some topsoil and 10-10-10 fertilizer for my bananas, which are getting bigger and will need double the fertilizer soon. I folded the laundry, got a shower, did dishes, and assembled the equipment and ingredients for this week's bread, "kindergarten honey wheat". I stressed about all the stuff I probably won't get to do this weekend if/when the symptoms from the second shot knock me on my ass (again).

The plan for tomorrow is this. I'll have breakfast and go get the shot ASAP after eating. On the way home I have a few groceries to pick up, then once home I'll start the wheat bread and while that's rising I'll work in the garden. At some point it'll be time to bake the bread and make dinner, then after dinner I'll practice steno.

On Wednesday assuming no side effects yet, I'll finish gardening and also make some pickled jalapenos for my coworker who gave me a jar of her homemade blueberry jam (yum!), then we're on our own for dinner because I'll have steno class. It would be really nice if my symptoms started kicking in BEFORE I went to bed, so I don't wake up in the middle of the night with a full-on panic attack like last time.

Thursday I expect to be a total wreck, so I'm counting it as a lost day.

Wish me luck y'all.
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2021-04-22 09:43 pm

Fly Away Home

Weekeeeeeeeend

Had some nice coffee, got this week's bread started (a raisin walnut loaf) and went outside to check on the garden things.

So in my last post (yesterday) my chrysalides looked like this:



And this is how they were Wednesday morning:


AAAAAAAAH!!! They're ready!


I tried not to freak out and went about my day as usual, but checked on them frequently to see if I could catch the emergence when it happened (it's called "eclosing", but that word is weird so I'm not much using it). I got the bread on its 3-hour rise, then went out to the garden to plant my milkweed and finish checking on stuffs. The bananas really are getting bigger!


Look at the weird flower bud of the black sapote.


A recent storm ripped out part of the screen in our lanai, so the creatures can get in.
My boyfriend came out to check out the chrysalides and found a banded sphinx moth in a corner of the pool deck!

I fished her out with the pool net and took her to a shady tree, where I hope she'll be more comfortable.



I planted three milkweed and the roselle plant in the pollinator garden. Hopefully no one else will lay eggs for a while so the milkweed can recover from being eaten. After finishing that project I wanted to wash my hands and prepare to interact with the bread again. As I was walking past the butterfly enclosure, I saw that one of the black chrysalides was cracking open!!

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2021-04-21 09:45 pm

Transitions

Friday, a pleasant surprise...I'm going to get to work from home two days a week again!!!

Wow, I was not expecting that. But apparently the company had ordered us a bunch of brand new Dell computers, and with the delays in the supply chain the plan to send us back home has been on hold for months. The computers finally arrived while I was out for the weekend. I went to the office to get my computer and find out what days will be my Work From Home (WFH) days. Friday and Monday! Last time it was Friday and Tuesday, which was nice because it felt like a long weekend. But actually WFH on Monday is WAY better because now I will be on time for my Monday steno classes!! Yay!

It's a lot of work to make up the class, so I'm very excited that for three weeks of each month I'll be able to attend. (The fourth week I have to work on-site, that's part of our rotation so that we can all enjoy WFH).

Work itself was fine, nothing to report. I got a rejection letter for one of the internal job openings I applied to, no surprise as it's an HR position and I have zero HR experience.

Back home I ate dinner then checked out my new work-toy. I won't take pictures because my company is suuuuper all about confidentiality, proprietary information, etc etc, so suffice to say it's a Dell All-in-1 with a touchscreen and an external FCC sound card. This is the same equipment that captionists use onsite, which means that if we need to caption from home, we will be able to (not right now but at some point). I'm really glad, this was one function we'd all really wanted last year because sometimes there are outages or we get shorthanded, and the more people can caption the better.

Anyway, when that was set up I did my steno homework and shopped for bras. I HATE shopping for bras online! I've got tiny, limp boobs, and it's not easy to find something comfortable + the right shape for me, even in a physical store much less online. So I pretty much just used Poshmark and Ebay to find bras that I know will fit, and ordered them. Hopefully they don't arrive with sweatstains on them or something. Sigh.

Saturday was pretty slow, it was hot and humid outside, but like an icebox at work. I felt tired and droopy, but did my best.
Got home, checked on the chrysalides, everyone looks fine. There are now four chrysalides in my pollinator garden.
20+ eggs, 12 caterpillars, down to 6 caterpillars, and now 4 chrysalides. I'm sure there are more hiding somewhere, but dang, survivability is poor.

After dinner we had an exciting Actual Social Event, a band with a lot of Jameson's friends in it was playing over at Margaritaville, outdoors, socially distanced. We sat down at a table full of former Disney performers, all fully vaccinated except for me and like one other chick. It felt very "Before-fore Times". And it was nice. I got to hug people. No, I'm not fully vaccinated. But also, no one around me has gotten sick. Ok?

Some idiot at the table was buying WAY too many shots, so we ended up with at least two free drinks which was two more than I'd intended to have. But hey, it felt good in the moment. It was a nice moment of socialization, and pretending things are normal again.

https://instagram.com/p/CN0ygj2H7IL

Sunday, work again. It was a slow day, I was glad because I wanted to wrap up as much as possible before working from home on Monday.
At home we had BBQ from a new place we'd found, it was ok but overpriced so it probably won't be a regular stop for us.
After dinner I quick-pickled the jalapenos from my garden because five of them were ready to use. I added a thinly-sliced carrot as well. Boiled with equal parts vinegar and water, and salt and sugar for a few seconds, then left it to brine and cool with crushed garlic. Should be really nice on eggs or with cold cuts.



Then I cleaned the bathrooms, vacuumed, and did not-enough-steno-practice before getting tired and going to bed.

Monday, my first day of working from home! It was nice to have the extra hour of sleep, and to drink coffee from a mug instead of a lockable thermos. It was nice to be able to go to the bathroom when I needed to, and to break my work into manageable chunks without interruption. Some things did need a litte extra work, like downloading all my spreadsheets and figuring out how they want us to use Zoom now, but overall it was a more relaxing way to work and I'm very grateful for it. Saving four hours of driving, two hours of sleep, and a thimble of sanity. Worth it.

During breaks I checked on my chrysalides (no change) and spent time with Jameson, who was doing classwork in the bedroom. After work we had pizza, then I had steno class while Jameson relaxed, then he had some theatre meetings while I relaxed. Then we rejoined again for Spring Baking Championship before going to bed.

Tuesday, very stressful. I notice that Tuesdays usually are stressful, no idea why, but it's very annoying.
I can basically assume that we'll "somehow" be shorthanded and I'll have to cover more work than usual.
I can assume that something unusual will happen during the day that will prevent me from completing my usual tasks, so that I feel frustrated and fed up at the end of the day.
And of course, I can assume that whatever-it-is will happen right before my shift ends so that I'll be desperately rushing to finish my tasks and finally leave much later than usual.

Because Tuesday!!

I escaped work nearly 10 minutes late (doesn't seem like a big deal until you try to drive past Disney World at 4:55 instead of 4:45, give it a go if you don't believe me) and stopped at the grocery for dinner ingredients. Back home, said hello to Jameson, ate dinner, checked the chrysalides. There was a big storm in the afternoon and one of them had fallen down.



It didn't seem damaged, so I did what Google said and carefully tied a bit of string to the torn caterpillar silk, then re-hung it in the enclosure with a safety pin. Lookin' good.


While poking around in there I noticed that one chrysalis is darkening, and the wings are starting to form. Very cool to see!


The four chrysalides in my pollinator garden all seem fine too. The one who pupated on the fence was kind of glowing in the setting sun, looked very pretty.


There you have it, my week.
This weekend I'm baking raising walnut bread per my breaducation, and might crack into the apple butter I made over Christmas to enjoy on top. I've also got to put all of the milkweed into the garden, the pool deck is getting cluttered with all my potted plants. And I'm making steak for dinner on Thursday, and steno class in on Wednesday night, and somewhere in there I hope to finally attempt to make macarons.
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2021-04-15 09:17 pm

The Last Caterpillar

Thanks to Unexpected Moderna Vaccine Shot Number One followed by Unexpected Side Effects Part One, all of my plans for Thursday were shattered.

I got the shot Tuesday afternoon, and started having side effects Wednesday night. I was trapped in a series of fever dreams involving filling some sort of spreadsheet, which I couldn't understand why it was so necessary to fill it out, because I was SLEEPING, wasn't I? But it had to be done or else I couldn't sleep, even though I technically WAS asleep. And then my stomach started cramping and felt like it was full of acid, but I didn't want to get up for fear of worrying my boyfriend, but eventually it became too painful and my heart was beating too fast from anxiety. I got up and made it to the kitchen before having to sit down so I wouldn't pass right out (probably just because I had worked myself up). Had some water and a Tums, tried to eat a piece of bread but my mouth refused to produce saliva and my stomach churned just from smelling it, and that's about when I knew this was more than a panic attack.

The next day Jameson found me curled up in the recliner, moaning over a handful of strawberries and a few crackers.
I forced myself to sip coffee throughout the day because the last thing I needed on top of everything was a blistering caffeine headache. The only food my body appreciated was half a frozen banana I found in the fridge, everything else I had to choke down (mostly simple carbs as you can imagine). I also had body aches, my guts kept cramping, and I felt exhausted.

Now to be fair, I haven't been sick in a very long time, I'm talking years. Not even a sore throat or a sniffle since 2018. So although I probably make this sound awful, it wasn't that bad. I have been sick WAY worse than this. Being mildly nauseous, uncomfortable, and overheated for a day is nothing compared to some flus I've had. So yes, I crawled around like a slug all day and felt miserable, but it probably just felt worse because it's been so long since I've felt those things.

I called work to warn them that I may not be in the next day, but I did sleep well and then woke the next day with no aches or elevated temperature, just a feeling of exhaustion and residual nausea. I went through the day in a fog, but fortunately it was a slow day. By the time I got home I was feeling about 80% better. I checked on the caterpillars and found three of them preparing to pupate! The time has finally come!!

See the cottony-looking stuff around his head? That's a "silk button" that they make, and then hang from in a J-shape to start making their chrysalis.



The next morning, like an idiot, I woke up and checked my phone for the time and saw ??:45 and somehow my brain just assumed it was time to get up and get ready for work. So I didn't question it, I got up and had my coffee and got all my stuff together, then snuck out back with a flashlight to check on the caterpillars since they're so close to pupating. I started to carefully unzip the side access panel, and stopped cold. A fourth caterpillar had decided that the best place to form a chrysalis would be ON THE ZIPPER. Like, directly on the moving part. Little dumbass!!!

I had already moved him a few inches without realizing it, and there was nothing I could do...I had to be able to open the side to continue caring for everyone. I moved so slowly and carefully, but despite my care he fell as the zipper reached the bottom, rolling gently across the floor, curled up protectively. Time to panic. Did I just kill him?? I had disrupted his pupation and broken his J-hang. Would he die an awful death if he couldn't re-hang himself?? I frantically searched Google for what I could do. The Googs suggested finding a Q-tip or cotton ball and touching the caterpillar with it. If the caterpillar was not too far along in the process, he might be able to grab the cotton and use it to resume his J-hang. I did as instructed with a cotton ball, and he did grab on, although in doing so a little dark green fluid came out of his nethers :( He wasn't hurt but I know that caterpillars go semi-liquid inside during their metamorphosis so it terrified me to see this.

Anyway, I was able to tuck the cotton ball into a crack in the edge of a milkweed pot so that he was hanging upside down again. Then I really had to get to work (or so I thought) so I cleaned up as best I could and hit the road.

About 15 minutes later I noticed that my car clock was reading 6:00am. Well that can't be right. I left at 6:40, didn't I?
Wait...isn't it unusually dark...?

For some reason, my brain had me out the door at 5:40. Which is when I'm usually waking up to get ready for work.
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
Guess my covid mind control microchip is working.

I drove to a Panera near work and took a nap in the back of my car. Got a breakfast sandwich and a salad for lunch. Sulked to work feeling like an absolute moron.

Spent all day worrying about my little caterpillar, dreading the possibility of coming home to find him dead on the bottom of the enclosure. Couldn't drive home fast enough, took toll roads even. Ran outside to see what had happened.




He was still there. To my surprise, he had left his cotton pad and climbed all the way back up the mesh to re-hang himself.
STILL ON TOP OF THE ZIPPER. DUMB LITTLE SH*T! Going to give me an aneurism, I swear!
Although I was not awake enough to realize what time I had left that morning, I somehow did have the wherewithal to have the zippers meet at the bottom of the enclosure where a caterpillar would be less likely to attempt a J-hang. So even though this little idiot insists on the zipper, I can still at least unzip enough to lift the plants and replace the paper towels under them. Phew.


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2021-04-08 07:49 pm

Overextending

Three day weekend yaaaaay!

On Tuesday I got up at the usual time, it felt great to sleep in.
After breakfast the plumber came right on time and was finished in like 20 minutes. Expensive! But the toilet isn't constantly draining now so there's that.

Then I did some yard work, it was Fertilizer Day which happens every two weeks. Everyone gets watered plus an infusion of fish/seaweed micronutrients and epsom salts. In addition, the container garden gets "Edibles" fertilizer from Miracle Gro; the citrus plants get a 6-4-6 citrus fertilizer; the banana trees get an 8-10-8 fertilizer; and the orchid gets its own special fertilizer as well. Not sure how much it helps, but the majority of plants seem happy so that says something.

While I was doing that I brought the caterpillars out in the sun with me.



They were very distracting and cute. I also couldn't help but be worried, as it's unclear whether my darker caterpillars are infected with some sort of virus. There's a particular disease called Black Death that this coloration might signify...specifically, the "dirty"-looking white stripes. For all my worrying, though, there's nothing I can do for them except euthanize them if necessary. It's unlikely that anything I did or didn't do caused them to get the disease, it just happens sometimes. This is going to suck, though, if they die without ever getting to be butterflies.


After I finished up in the garden Jameson came out to tell me his friend had just gone to a vaccination site in Winter Garden, and had experienced zero wait. The site was open until 6pm, and here it was about noon. I was shocked. I had kind of assumed, with Florida having just opened vaccination to adults 18+ literally yesterday, that there would be huge lines and booked appointments everywhere. Well OK! Let me eat lunch and head over there!

I'm apprehensive about shots, sometimes I have a fight-or-flight reaction that involves feeling faint and/or actually fainting, but I still always get my shots and blood draws because I know even though it's scary and feels awful, nothing bad is ACTUALLY happening, it's just my body's reaction. I can't help what my body does, but the part of me that is logical can still operate regardless of instinctive hang-ups. So I ate lunch, screwed up my courage, and drove 30 minutes to the site, which turned out to be a walk-in clinic.

I was amazed that there really was no line. A woman standing next to a table full of clipboards asked if I was there for a vaccine, yes ma'am, ok here's some paperwork, go to that window to show your documentation. I handed over my ID and insurance card and filled out the paperwork while she got me in the system. We finished at about the same time, and I returned to the table to give my paperwork, then was led to a hallway and told to wait. But right as I started to sit down a gentleman stepped into the hall and said, we can take you in right now if you like, and I DID like, so in we went.

I was shown to a small table with a smiling nurse, who asked me a few questions about allergic reactions and confirmed that this was my first covid shot, etc. She handed me my vaccination card, explained that it was the Moderna shot and I'd be coming back in May for the second shot, asked which arm, and boom, that was it.

I think from the moment I stepped inside to the administration of the shot wasn't even five minutes.

She handed me a little timer thingee and told me to hang out for 15, so I did. Of course I took pictures like an idiot, isn't that the thing?




Then I drove home. Yay! I finally got the covid vaccine!!
I kind of was in shock. I wasn't expecting to get it until June or later. Just wow.

My next vaccination date is on a Tuesday as well, maybe I'll be able to use my covid sick leave for it. I hope so. I'd love another three day weekend boiiiiii

After that I made a butterfly puddler, something I've been wanting to do but it took me a little while to gather the materials. Flat rock, little rocks, sand, drip tray. A little epsom salt in the water. Boom.



Pretty, right? This will be pretty impractical once monsoon season starts, but right now it's hot and unseasonably dry so It'll be a good experiment. I want to see of course if butterflies will use it, but I also intentionally left a puddle to see how quickly it evaporates (ironically there aren't supposed to be puddles in a puddler). Having an idea of how fast it evaporates on hot dry days will be helpful with refilling it in a timely manner.

Then I went inside and we ordered pizza, I made wings and practiced my steno while Jameson played video games with a friend. My arm felt pretty sore, but that's a small price to pay. I mean come on, our parents have permanent scars from some of their vaccinations.

Wednesday, my arm felt sore. I thought nothing of it and went about my day, but around the middle of the day felt unusually tired and achy, nothing debilitating, just uncomfortable. From what I've read, your body starts attacking the covid "spikes" at the injection site, and this is why you have the symptoms similar to when you get sick. I'm a little surprised to be feeling symptoms enough to be noticeable with just the first shot, but maybe that shouldn't be surprising. It's also been a hell of a stressful week, so I'm sure that doesn't help.

I made myself some fancy coffee in the siphon, had breakfast, checked on my caterpillars.
I brought the plants out into the sunlight so the 'pillars could enjoy the warmth while I cleaned their enclosure, and was pleasantly surprised at how active and ravenous they were. Nobody is getting skinnier, or puking, or having loose poops, so I think for now they are actually OK, darkish coloring aside.

Also, the rate at which they devour their plant is quite impressive. (there are four videos, use the arrows to scroll)

https://instagram.com/p/CNXu8_js-yV

With the caterpillars happy and not looking very diseased, I felt cheered and went inside to start this week's Bread Baking for Beginners loaf: wheat batard. "Batard" is just a different shape, kind of a football. And it's not nearly whole wheat, just a fraction of the flour is wheat, but I guess the goal is to get you used to working with whole grain flours. I got the dough started and while it was resting, ran to the grocery for dinner ingredients. Absolutely HAD to get creamsicles for some reason, maybe that's a side effect of the vaccine? ;)

Back home I kind of created a clusterf*ck of poor time management. I had planned ot make dinner, like I always do on Wednesdays, but now my steno class is on Wednesday at 5:30pm...so you can see how that creates a problem. Plus I had already started the bread and couldn't stop that process. I started making dinner too late, I messed up the mac and cheese and it came out all grainy, I had to email my teacher to say I'd be late to class, ate scalding hot chicken right out of the air fryer, then ran to class shouting directions at Jameson for the bread because it would be done in 15 minutes. He popped in to my class with the bread and it looked...wrong. Super pale. I continued with class, all the while thinking wtf happened to my bread...then it hit me. I had forgotten to change the oven temp after baking the mac and cheese. It was set to 375F. The bread was supposed to cook at 475.

ARRRRGH.

Well, lesson learned. I took on too much. Ya can't do that, or things will suffer.
Caterpillars, or loaves of bread. Or you.

I finished class. I threw out the bread, and thanked Jameson for his help. I cleaned up the kitchen. I fixed myself a drink.
I uploaded more pictures of caterpillars. Look how cute.



Thursday, well, Thursday night,
I woke up sweating, shaking, thinking I was having a panic attack.
But my guts were twisting and painful, and I felt nauseous.
It was a long awful night of fever dreams. In the morning I dragged myself to the bathroom to check my temperature: 99.6.
Not a "fever", but that's quite high for me, I run cold at 97.1.

I had aches, nausea, cramping guts, exhaustion. No idea if this is a reaction to the vaccine, or maybe getting the vaccine popped the balloon that was containing all of the stress and overwork and vitriol of the past week, and now it's all exploded out in the form of feeling absolutely awful. I wouldn't put it past stress and overwork to cause a fever and cramping guts. Or the vaccine, what do I know.

Scrapped my plans for breadmaking and macaron experiments, and just clung to the day barely functioning.
Around 4pm I called work to let them know I may not be in tomorrow if this doesn't improve (this after taking my temperature and getting 100.2). We get a pretty big bonus for perfect attendance after six months, and this would ruin my streak, but I'm going to be no use to anyone doubled over with abdominal cramps, running to the bathroom at random, and generally looking like someone you don't want to interact with.

Jameson was very sweet all day and looked out for me. I ate what I could, and tried to rest.
Now I'm going to lie down at 7:30pm. If this is a side effect of the vaccine maybe it'll be reduced by tomorrow. If it's not, guess I'll have another day off from work. Yay? Ugh.

I just want to remind everyone that EVERY TIME I take a three-day weekend, something like this happens to ruin it. Literally every single time.
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2021-04-06 10:31 am

Work Week Summary

Uuugh, what an exhausting week. Despite being a shorter work week, it felt like just more work crammed into four days.

Friday, I had to bring the caterpillars inside due to a cold snap that brought the nighttime temps down to 48F or so. The rest of the country is laughing at me for thinking that's cold, but when you're going from 90 degrees during the day down to 48, it does feel cold-ER. And cold delays the caterpillars' development. So in they came. Hope their loud partying won't keep my boyfriend up nights.

At work I had a horrible start to the week, with literally every computer I touched crashing or refusing to even start up. I had to submit trouble tickets for both computers, then finally got to start my workday an hour late, and on a day where an internal interview was going to take 1.5 hours away from me too. Go figure! I rushed through e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g, and then the interview was delayed by 30 minutes so I had to ask someone else to cover my tasks. Sigh, what a wreck.

I *think* the interview went well? Hard to say. It depends on what they're looking for.
If they want some FCC robot with CSS programming, that's not going to be me. When asked how I'd handle conflicts or specific work-related situations, most of my answers involved getting both sides of the story, listening, understanding, and then moving forward. That's how I've handled things as a manager, a union steward, a big sister, etc. But maybe they need someone more assertive and willing to ram CapTel policies down throats with zero empathy. That's fine too, it's just not me at this time.
Anyway, they gave no indication of what they did or did not want, so it doesn't really matter. I gave them me, and they'll want to work with that for this position or not. Regardless I'm somewhat surprised that an entire panel took an hour and a half out of their day to interview me. You don't take five people away from work for that long just for a courtesy interview.

After work I drove to Honey Baked Ham to pick up ham for Easter. Not even sure I've ever had Honey Baked Ham, but everyone raves about it so there I was, trying to do something special for a holiday where I won't have time to cook. I was surprised to see several cops outside when I pulled up, seemingly just there to hold the door for people (that can't be right). A few were nomming some ham sammies that I assume the HBH workers gave them. Maybe they thought there'd be a mad Easter rush for ham? Idk, but they seemed extremely chill and happy to be there. I'd be happy too if someone dropped a free sammich in my lap.

After that it was 20 minutes out of the way to do a plant trade. I've got too many roselle seedlings, so I found someone with native milkweed and offered to trade. She seemed like a really nice person, excited for the roselle and happy to show me her little garden, just as little as mine! And she had monarch caterpillars that are much larger than mine! They were so cute! The milkweed she gave me was VERY well chewed haha. It'll come back just fine :)

Getting home took a long time, then I had to clean caterpillar poop and check the passion vine and eat dinner and make deviled eggs for Easter. By the time I got all that done and had a shower, it was 9pm so I just wasn't going to be getting any steno practice in. Instead I spent a few minutes taking pictures of my caterpillars, half of which are in the 4th instar (I initially thought this was the 5th and final phase, but have since been told it's too soon for that).

https://instagram.com/p/CNLxck3MqLt

Saturday, we are still shorthanded and frankly I'm sick to death of it.
I'm sick of coming in to work to find out no one has helped with coverage or cleaning.
I'm sick of doing the work of three people.
I'm sick of getting interrogated over what my captionists do, which frankly for the most part is out of my control, especially when they're working form home.
This week has felt disgustingly like a retail environment, where it's gogogo and not even time to go to the bathroom or stand up and stretch. I had twinges of pain in my neck and ears all day, probably from tension and stress and sitting in a shitty office chair. SICK OF IT!!

Saying "I need a vacation" over and over unfortunately doesn't make it happen.
After work it took forever to get home thanks to tourist traffic + Easter traffic, so I was extra irritated and immediately started ranting when I got home. Jameson was kind and patient, which is why I love him. I was very careful to rant in a way that indicated I was in no way upset with him, or taking things out on him. I just needed to like, SPEW for a minute, you know? He listened and that's all I wanted. Someone to listen, and pretend to care for a minute.

I checked on the caterpillars and found all eight, good good. I decided to leave them outside since the daytime highs will be in the 70s, but I'm still annoyed that the lows in the 50s are going to slow their development. The garden kind of goes on hold as well when the temps drop like this. I like cold weather but it's annoying when everything was growing so well last week.

Sunday, Easter!
This used to be a really special holiday for me. I have strong memories of my mom waking me up for church with a gentle hand on my shoulder. She was very religious so it was a special day for her. We both thought the birds sang more and more loudly on Easter.
This year, well...it wasn't that special. I wore my mother's perfume, that was all. To help get me through the day.

At least people were actually back at work today. Finally it wasn't just me alone trying to do three peoples' tasks. But because of how this whole past week has been, I was in no mood to interact. I took the desk furthest from the aisle and pretty much just put my head down and worked on all the things that have gotten backed up while scrambling all week. It was nice and quiet. I checked in with my captionists and most of them are doing a good job. That's all I wanted, was to do my job.

Back home my Easter preplanning came to fruition with some HoneyBaked Ham, the deviled eggs I'd made in advance, some asparagus that I quickly blanched, store-bought coleslaw and crescent rolls. I would have liked to make Easter dinner myself, but not when I've got to work a full shift. Premade stuff is a tasty indulgence. I got too much ham and will be eating it for months out of the freezer.



Monday, work was actually relaxing, what a weird thing to say. Since I have an extra day off I've been busting tail to ensure I get my usual tasks completed with only four days, plus losing a grand total of four hours of working time due to two internal interviews and a monitor calibration. Whatever, just glad I got everything done in time. Which is more courtesy than my coworkers extended to me when they peaced out for vacations.

Back home we had dinner, then I cleaned the bathroom since a plumber is coming tomorrow to have a look at our leaky toilet and I don't want him to A) judge us or B) have to touch gross stuff. I stepped outside to pollinate any passion flowers (there were four) and see if there are any "wild" monarch caterpillars left. I saw four, which is four more than I expected to see. I notice they are all much smaller than the ones I brought inside, behind by two molts or so. Temperature makes a huge difference to caterpillar development, so it's not surprising that bringing mine indoors on the cold nights has resulted in a size difference.

Some of my caterpillars are a darker color after this last molt, probably due to the cold snap we had last week and from being raised basically in the shade (darker coloring helps them to retain heat). Another reason a caterpillar might turn a darker color has to do with disease. You'd be amazed how many nasty diseases there are for caterpillars...I'm talking diseases where maggots eat them from the inside out; diseases where they slowly rot and liquify into a black juice; in which their anus falls out while they're trying to pupate; in which they morph into glorious butterflies only to have useless malformed wings crinkled like a used tissue, or a split and useless probiscus so they can't eat, or no wings at all. Or wasp larvae that were laid in them as eggs eat them while still in the chrysalis.

Now with those lovely mental images, maybe you can understand why I saw that three of my caterpillars suddenly have darker coloring, and felt my stomach drop and my pulse quicken.

But remember, I have NO IDEA what I'm doing. This is exactly why I joined a "raising monarchs" facebook group, so I could go "WTF IS THIS?!" and someone could calm me TF down. I took a bunch of pictures and was quickly told that this is a normal color variation, most likely having to do with the lack of sunlight up until now. Phew! I'm still worried, probably will be until they fly off into the sunset, but for now they're still ok.

Anyway, look at their adorable pseudo-feet! ARRRRRGH TOO CUTE THE LI'L NUBBINS

https://instagram.com/p/CNTc5YcM89v

That sums up the work week. Next, The Long Weekend. Not long enough I'm sure.
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2021-03-31 10:40 pm

Raising Gazorpazorp Part 2

The saga continues!

Tuesday:

The best work day yet. My job interview at 9:30am took an hour and made the day seem nice and short.
No idea how I did, on Tuesdays my brain is absolute mush after a week of little sleep, and this week it was even less than the usual five hours per night because every time Jameson got home from his gig at 1am I'd wake up and we'd share details about our day, then I'd have to work to get back to sleep again. I answered the interview questions as best I could, but I got the impression that it was a formality and they weren't really considering me for this role. I'm not upset, I kind of figured going into this one. My odds are better with the Floor Ops position, which I'll interview for on Friday (after two days of real sleep, so that should go better).

Jameson got his second shot today!



I'm very happy for him! He is taking it easy both because we're not sure if he'll have side effects, and also because it's his spring break. Mine too technically, although I'm still going to practice steno. I like taking it easy. We ordered pizza, then Jameson wanted to see the caterpillars as he's been too busy lately to have a look. You might remember that in the last post I was panicking because I could only find five-ish caterpillars when there had been nine-ish on the plants the day before. Well this time, with Jameson there to help me count, we found eight of them for sure. So they are just really, really small and really, really good at hiding. Those little shits.

There are still some caterpillars in the pollinator garden as well, but I definitely did not see as many. It's just as well, I don't think there's enough milkweed to support loads of them. I saw a large assassin bug sitting on top of a milkweed stalk too, so I'm sure it's making a nice meal out of any caterpillars it sees. This little guy was chewing on some flower buds. I hope he makes it. But if not...nature.

https://instagram.com/p/CND3GSLs7X9


Wednesday:

Jameson had a rough night with vaccine side effects. Apparently it gave him violent chills...he even had to put a quilt on, which is very unusual for him as he overheats easily. The next morning he felt better, but decided to take it easy for the day. That was fine with me. As always, I'm so, so happy for the weekend. I truly need an actual vacation. Never gonna happen. And that's why I make things as pleasant as possible on they days I do get.

I woke up late. I made slow-brewed, fancy coffee with the coffee siphon. I enjoyed warm oatmeal with fruit and maple syrup and spices, topped with Greek yogurt. Then I went out to the garden.

Last week everything still looked kinda sad. This week, things are coming alive.
I was thrilled to see flower buds on my finger lime! Flowers eventually = fruit!!



Equally thrilled that the little Meyer lemon is finally starting to set some fruit! It looks like we'll get five lemons again, although they're going to be ready probably in February of next year.


Even the black sapote has what looks like flower buds. I wasn't expecting it to bloom so soon, it's such a little tree.


The Jamaican sorrel (i.e. roselle) that I'm growing from seed has doubled in height. I'm considering putting one in the yard before full summer hits to see how it does.


New growth on the vanilla is now starting to take off again. I'm excited to see how much it will grow this year!


The passion fruit vine is absolutely DOMINATING everything right now. It is growing so quickly that I can no longer track how many flower buds are on it. Every day I have to tie a piece of new growth to the fence, and pollinate anywhere from 2-5 flowers. There's even a tendril growing along the ground, heading off into the woods. This plant is psychotic. However that does mean a VERY good harvest for me this year! As of today I count a little over twenty fruit in various stages of development, and many, many more buds forming...and summer hasn't even started yet. I'll definitely have to come up with some recipes up in here. Or start selling them...they're $2 a pop at the grocery after all.


Even my half-dead trumpet pitcher plant has created some kind of growth, thing.
I'm not sure what it is, but since the plant is obviously stressed I'm going to assume a seed pot or flower of some kind before it kicks the bucket. If it's seeds I'll try to grow another (expectations are low).



While I was admiring the passion vine, a monarch butterfly came swooping in!
This one was a male (you can tell by two black spots on the lines on his dorsal wings) so no more eggs, thankfully.
He just wanted a snack. He stuck around for quite a while, so I was able to get some great footage.
(There are multiple videos here so be sure to click the little arrow on the right to see more)

https://instagram.com/p/CNFnGSkMIpC

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2021-03-29 10:15 pm

Raising Gazorpazorp Part 1

A lot happened this week, so I figured I'd better split the post.

On Friday:

Work sucked again. It was basically Tuesday Part Two. I couldn't get a damn thing done all morning because I kept having to handle stuff from last week. Someone in Scheduling was like, could you send that thing from the 21st again with different information? My boss was like, why did you delegate some of your tasks at the end of the day, did you wait until the last minute to do them? Then when I looked into that, there were emails I had written up on Tuesday but hadn't sent. There were captionists that I needed to have meetings with because they hadn't been there last week. And then for whatever reason people are calling in absent AGAIN, so AGAIN there was an impossible amount of stuff to do. I didn't even get started on my tasks for the actual day until after noon. So dumb.

Under all this was running an underlying current of worry about the monarch eggs. Did I close the lid too tight on that tupperware? Was it too moist in there, would mold grow? It was nearly 90F outside, would they cook in there?! I couldn't stop fretting over it.

Right after work I drove out to Lukas Butterfly Encounter, a plant nursery kind-of close to my work. I had hoped to be able to ask about monarch care, but on a Friday evening a week before Easter they were HOPPING and I didn't want to pester them with questions not involving purchases. Instead I found the milkweed and grabbed two that looked especially bushy but not especially tall. They were labeled "scarlet milkweed" so they're probably the tropical variety.

Back home Jameson had already left for his Epcot gig (woot, good for him!) so I ran out to see how the caterpillars were doing.
And this is what I found.

https://instagram.com/p/CM5nUo7sJVW

They're here. Already. OMG! Two of the six eggs had hatched.
I counted my lucky stars that I had bought a mesh enclosure immediately after deciding to raise monarchs. It had arrived in the mail and was sitting right there on the porch. I quickly set it up (it's just like a mesh laundry hamper only with a side zipper) and gave the milkweed a good rinsing. Lukas Nursery doesn't use pesticides, but you never know what's riding on plants. Plus the caterpillars can enjoy the water too.

I lined the bottom of the enclosure with paper towels to help catch any poop, put the plants inside, and gently set the caterpillars and remaining eggs on the plants. Now they have a safe, ventilated enclosure and two whole milkweed plants all to themselves. I won't have to worry about feeding them for a while, just checking on them every day to clean the enclosure and provide water. Supposedly they'll be ready to become butterflies in only a few weeks. Wild!

Newly hatched caterpillar with my index finger for scale.



The enclosure. These guys get a luxury suite.
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Like an idiot, I joined a facebook group centered around raising monarchs and posted there to show my setup. It always amazes me what snooty prudes people are. Advice is always great, I love to hear from people who know what they're doing, but there are always those who just cannot scroll by without dropping a "you're doing it wrong" or "I'm doing it better". Didn't realize this was a competition, folks. I'm doing this because I give a damn and because it's fun, not for your pleasure. People are no fun. I can't wait to be a hermit.

Anyway, I finished my evening with a quick plant check and found one more caterpillar in the actual pollinator garden, which to me is a minor miracle. Few of the eggs seem to be left and they probably didn't hatch, but were eaten before getting that chance. I scooped up the lone survivor (there could have been more but I only saw one) and put him in the enclosure too. Why not? What if my other four eggs don't hatch? At least I've definitely got three, for now.

Saturday:

Another stressful workday, although less stressful overall because I managed to find my Give A Shit button and switch it OFF. I did what I could do. I'm sorry the workload is so crazy right now, but I can't make up for the fact that more than half the supervisors chose to unprofessionally call in absent this month because it's spring break and they couldn't get the vacation time they wanted. I put my stupid head down and did what I could do, and didn't stress about it. And that's how I'd like the rest of the week to go, too.

Of course I was worrying half the day about whether the caterpillars are all right. Today's big fear was whether I had accidentally sprayed my milkweed seedlings with spinosad at some point. It's something I would do...armyworm caterpillars piss me off so much that I spray like crazy whenever I do spray, sometimes not thinking about WHY I'm growing the milkweed, and how close it is to my vegetables. I definitely need to take more care with that from now on.

When I got out to my car to head home from work, this was on the windshield:



Good lord.
Look, I'm all about unions. I was in the musician's union, and it wasn't so bad. I've got a lot of thoughts about this, but the main one is, if employees can't be bothered to put a question mark at the end of a sentence while captioning, how TF do they figure they get to make demands? Also, do they realize we're partially funded by the FCC? What makes anyone think the FCC is going to be transparent with a high-turnover lot of teenagers? Finally, I want to say to them: you DO realize that our job right now is essentially to train an AI to replace us in a decade or less, right? smh. No, I will not be joining this "union".

On the way home I got a weird urge to buy another milkweed. Don't ask why, I've no idea. So I swung by Lowe's and got a nice-looking one before picking up dinner.

At the house I immediately wanted to see the caterpillars. After several minutes of desperately straining my eyes and worrying that they were dead somewhere in the dirt at the bottom of the plant, I finally found two of them. One was actively nomming on a leaf, the other was cuddled up among the new growth at the heart of a milkweed stalk.

https://instagram.com/p/CM8MSH1Mqf3



They are already significantly larger, and the stripes are more prominent.
I didn't see the third one, but I'm trying not to worry about it :/
I did find a new hatchling though, so there are still at least three, maybe four now. Some of the other eggs seem like they're not going to hatch and the leaves they were laid on are getting gross, so I took them out. Not all eggs that are laid are fertilized, so this is normal.

In the yard, I was amazed and surprised to see a lot of my milkweed leaves looking like this:



More caterpillars survived than I thought! I turned a leaf over and found these two, and decided to add them to my enclosure. Why not.


Looking over the plants, I found at least four more caterpillars and some eggs that could still hatch. Crazy. I'm so glad they survived after all! And also patting myself on the back for separating this project into hand-raised and wild-raised, so that the milkweed wouldn't be compromised. Also maybe this is why I wanted that extra milkweed plant. I stuck it in the ground and went back inside to eat dinner, practice steno, and go to bed early since all these caterpillar worries have me up at night :p

Sunday:

It was a little more chill at work. There was still a lot to do, but at least enough people showed up that the workload could be addressed. Apparently it was my day to be clumsy, because I cut my hand on a bottle cap and spilled scalding coffee over my hand. Sigh.

After work I managed to see Jameson for a few minutes (I tend to get home a little earlier on Sundays, lighter traffic) before he left for his gig. Since we're eating dinner separately this week I treated myself to Chinese takeout, something he avoids due to his Meniere's Disease.
After dinner I checked on the caterpillars and was surprised to find that they were all on one of the milkweed plants, and not the other. Uh oh. Suddenly I realized that the other milkweed plant was covered in brown dots. WTF! Google was not very helpful, but I think it's some type of spore or fungus. If the caterpillars won't eat it it doesn't matter what it is, it's got to go. I did keep the plant, but put it in the yard away from the rest of the milkweed to see what happens with it. Then I made an emergency run to Lowe's for a new plant.

Look, I know Lowe's is supposedly some evil corporation that sprays pesticides on everything and murders poor innocent butterflies, etc etc. That may be true. But it's also true that Lowe's agreed to stop using neonic pesticides by 2019. And they're the closest to my house with loads of milkweed. And the milkweed in my yard was bought from them, and I see caterpillars out there eating it. So I'm going to give them a chance. I bought a milkweed that I carefully inspected for signs of disease and hitchhiking predators, and when I got it home I rinsed it pretty roughly with the garden hose in an attempt to remove anything bad. This is the best I can do for now. I transferred four caterpillars onto the new plant (there are now NINE(?) crawling around) and will hope for the best. Steno, an hour of goofing off online, bed.

Monday:

There was an armadillo digging in the dirt outside my office, I couldn't resist sneaking up on him. He didn't seem to mind actually, so I got some great video of his doings.

https://instagram.com/p/CNAbPhlHAW8

Work felt normal for once. I came in to find that some angel had done a lot of tasks in the early hours, leaving me time to play catch-up with my own stuff. It was still busy enough that the day went by quickly. During lunch I was browsing a Raising Monarchs facebook group and someone metioned "giant milkweed". I was like...what??? Apparently it's milkweed that grows 10 feet tall and has huge leaves! I was like, wow, that's insane. People were saying, if you can find it in Florida, get it, it'll be a great supplemental feed because of the huge leaves. Out of curiosity I searched facebook marketplace. And someone was actually selling some! Eight bucks a pop!

The catch was that they're located in Lakeland, an hour and a half away from me.
OH WELL GUESS I'M DRIVING 1.5 HOURS AFTER WORK FOR AN $8 PLANT!
Yes, I'm absolutely insane. But come on. I can't eat out. I can't spend time with friends in person. I can't go to the gym. I can't travel.
Life is short, and so what if it's a long drive. So what if people think I'm crazy. I'm caring less and less about that lately.

I got the plant and met a really nice lady in the process, she was very knowledgeable about all kinds of plants.
The giant milkweed is absolutely massive, I can tell already. Right now it's only as tall as a young tropical milkweed, but it's way WAY thiccer with much larger leaves and will clearly get pretty big. Now I need to find a place to put it.

When I finally got home I checked on the caterpillars and had a small heart attack because I could only find five (wasn't it nine yesterday??). After searching exhaustively for nearly an hour and digging frantically through the plant dirt to hunt for potential predators, I gave up. Either they've hidden themselves well, or they were eaten by something. I still have five for sure, and two of those had molted. They're now in what's called the "second instar" and have some more prominent features.



I was supposed to do some chores before going to bed early tonight, but going to get the giant milkweed was unplanned and so was a panic-stricken hunt for caterpillars the size of an eyelash. I'm typing this up, then ACTUALLY going to bed, because tomorrow I have an internal job interview and I want to at least be able to form comprehensive thoughts.

So I leave you in suspense until part two.
How many caterpillars will survive?
Will Megan get a new job?
What other adventures await? Stay tuned!
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2021-03-25 09:18 pm

Growth

I didn't have time for much this week as Jameson's dad was visiting.
I mean, I did all the usual stuff, but less gardening or cleaning in order not to disrupt, I don't know, the vibe?

He stayed in our guest bedroom, which I hope was comfortable. Neither of us has slept in there and I often wonder what the noise from the street is like. The bed is definitely nice though. When Jameson has gigs I will usually splat in there on the cozy bed and watch anime. Currently I'm enjoying "Slime Isekai", second season. Reincarnation animes are popular right now, and at anything popular I'm required to roll my eyes, but this one has depth and quality storybuilding mixed in, so it can stay.

Usually I do my steno classes in the spare bedroom, so this week I was pushed to our bedroom, which wasn't a problem at all. My computer sits on a music stand and the steno machine stands on its own, so all I needed was a chair and I was good to go.

About steno school. I continued to practice for at least an hour every evening this week.
Last week I managed to pass two tests, a Jury Charge and a Q&A.
I needed one more of each of these, plus two Literaries, to pass out of the 80wpm class.

On Friday I was discouraged by getting a 79 on a test (remember that although a 79 is traditionally "passing", it's not a pass in stenography. We need at least a 95% accuracy at 80wpm to pass any test.)

On Saturday I wanted to try again, but thought I'd start with some literary warm-ups at 60wpm since literary is pretty hard.
I accidentally selected a 60wpm lit TEST instead of an exercise though, whoops. I casually got a 99% and moved on to other things.
Probably about 30 minutes later, my brain actually turned on. With a burst of excitement, I remembered that because literaries are harder, we only need to take the *60wpm* tests to qualify!! So I had inadvertently passed a needed test!

I quickly went and took another, scoring a 98. Sweet!
On Monday, I was determined to pass my other two. I started with the Q&A, and it took two tries but I finally got a 98!
And after two tries on the Jury Charge, I got a 96!!

I emailed my teacher right away, and around 10:30 at night she sent this back:



I did it!!! Yay!!!
So now I will be in the 100wpm class. I'm excited and horrified.
At 80wpm I feel like I'm running faster than my feet can go, about to fall on my face. I do a lot of "cheating", that is if the test is speeding along and I'm about to fall behind or drop content I type something phonetically similar to what I *should* be typing. For example I had one test that used the word "Commonwealth" a lot, which is typed in two strokes: KPHOPB / W*ELT.
"KPHOPB" is fairly easy to stroke, "W*ELT" is not, and the test is rocketing along. So to prevent dropped content, I type just "KPHOPB". The word "common" comes out alone, but thanks to context I know what was supposed to be there, and can correct it while creating my final transcript.

It's actually OK to do this for the most part. If you're not a realtime court reporter, i.e. providing captions that are to display instantly to people in the courtroom, what comes out hardly matters as long as you can read your own notes and correct them before making the final transcripts that the lawyers pay for. This is how briefs came about too: instead of having to type out "beyond a reasonable doubt", you just stroke "KWR-RD" which is phonetically Y-RD, and the phrase "beyond a reasonable doubt" comes out for you.

So I could make a brief for "Commonwealth", maybe something like K-LT. But then of course I'd have to remember it during a test.

Anyway, I'm amazed to have passed and excited and apprehensive about the 100wpm stuff. Wish me luck.

While Jameson's dad was here we did some activities every night, mostly introducing him to VR games.
I mean look, here he is playing Beat Saber. How cute is that??

https://instagram.com/p/CMqVIFSDKy5

He left on Monday morning. Hopefully he'll be able to stay with us again soon. Other people too!

Work was hellacious this week, we have a new monitor scoring system and while it's really not that difficult to grasp, a lot of the new rules don't apply to our older captioning mode, and a lot of captionists forget to "unlearn" the new rules when switching from one mode to the other. This has resulted in some frustration and some uncomfortable conversations with people who have been doing their jobs well for years, and now suddenly need to relearn things.

Tuesday was especially bad for me, Murphy's Law was in full effect.
First thing in the morning I stopped to get gas and none of the pumps would accept my credit card, and only 15 minutes later after switching to a different card and having it decline did I realize my card wasn't the problem, it was something wrong with the pumps. So already, late for work just because I needed gas.

Got to work and so many people had called absent that there was far more work to be done than could be done, and in addition there were unusual meetings related to the new scoring, and various things cropping up throughout the day to basically prevent me from being productive whatsoever. On Sunday someone had been assigned part of my workload, and I discovered that they hadn't done any of it when my boss messaged me to ask about it. So, double workload for me. And then literally 10 minutes before my end of shift, Quality Control called because one of my captionists was underperforming. ARGH!! I mean QC is just doing their job, and my captionist needed a talking to, but why do these things have to happen RIGHT when I'm leaving?? I was so angry I almost cried.

Ended up staying 15 minutes late to complete everything, which probably doesn't sound like a lot. But when you have to drive through tourist traffic in Orlando at rush hour, a 15 minute delay equates to a 30 minute delay if you don't pass certain theme parks by a certain time. Anyone who has lived in a major city will know what I mean. For me, I gotta be past "I-drive" before 5pm or I'm f*cked, it's an automatic extra 15 minutes to get home.

Anyway, I got home eventually and enjoyed a quiet evening while Jameson was at a gig. Had a big ol' glass of wine, much needed.


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